Yeah, it wasn't as bad as I thought. I tried not to clench and things went pretty smoothly.
This is how scared I get when I ride roller coasters. And how scared I was when I had to poop when I had herpes.
i wish we had vans that drove around at night but insteand of ice cream and jolly tunes its taco bell and the macarena
glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling from '98 totally make blowing him more romantic.
i am YELPING strip clubs. This is interesting.
Just saw a guy doing jumping jacks at the gym. I don't even have to create a punch line for that
I don't think there was a moment this weekend where grey goose did not course through my veins
I just wish I could congratulate your tits on how much I love seeing them
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
Um...celebrating is an understatement. You flashed the guy at the mexican restaurant and then screamed, "It's just my bikini, I swear!"
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
Fun thought: I realized the thing I miss most about him is dixie kong's double trouble on his super Nintendo. It's possible that I don't have a soul.
This is a whole new generation of premature ejaculators
You then played what you called "a smooth jazz rendition of talk dirty to me" all thrusting your crotch at the bartender. Mom looked horrified, but my dad couldn't stop laughing
honestly performing my own hysterectomy would hurt less than my cramps right now.
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